Chapter 246 The Price of Victory

There were a few bloody wounds on Sekelian's broad back. What caught Midorads' attention the most was that his dark skin, which had been exposed to the sun for many years, was now so pale that it made one's heart palpitate.

"How is his condition?" Midorades asked the doctor who was dispensing the medicine next to him worriedly.

The doctor looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice with a serious expression: "...Not very good, he has many arrows in his body, he bleeds a lot, and he has been soaked in sea water for too long..."

Midorades was startled and wanted to ask again, but heard a feeble voice ringing in his ears: "...Mido...you're here...how is the battle going?"

Midorades looked for the sound, but saw Sekelian, who had been motionless before, with his eyes wide open, turning his head to look at him.

"Doctor, he... he's awake!" Midorades said happily.

"Not long after he was sent here, he woke up and kept asking about the situation of the naval battle..." The doctor sighed and said, "Go tell him quickly, lest he keep worrying about it and affect his recovery."

Midorades walked to the head of the bed, squatted down, thought for a moment, and then half-kneeled on the ground, so that he and Cykrian could both save effort when talking.

But before he could speak, Sekelian smiled first: "...It's not easy, being able to make the arrogant Second Fleet Commander kneel, it seems that I will be more injured in the future..."

Midorades looked at his unusually dry lips and said in a deep voice, "If I were you, calm down and listen now, so that your body can recover faster."

Cyclian rolled his eyelids and said nothing.

Midorades said solemnly: "According to the rough statistics after the war, we sank more than 160 warships, captured nearly 350, and the Persian fleet suffered heavy losses. Of course, we also paid a lot of money. , a total of 218 warships were sunk...Thanks to you leading that small number of warships to stick to the sea, bought us time, and dragged down the strength and morale of the enemy, we will win easier. Now Persia The fleet has been completely defeated, and the dominance of the entire Near East Sea will be under our control!"

Sekorian showed a relieved look: "...We finally lived up to His Majesty's expectations...It's a pity to say that I didn't actually see the result of this great naval battle with my own eyes...Hey, I miss Sekorian. I have always been accustomed to attacking...the first time I made a defensive battle, I suffered a defeat...I'm not as good as you in this regard..."

Midorades said seriously: "I said it just now, it is precisely because you faced the Persian fleet that was several times your own, and resolutely chose to stick to it.

Only then did we achieve a great victory, and this glorious victory was accomplished under your command! Because of this victory, the mighty Dionian fleet will never have any chance of defensive operations from now on! "

Sekelian stared blankly at his colleague, and after a while, a look of fear appeared on his pale face: "... Mido, am I getting old?... I was with Syracuse back then. Fighting in the navy... My ship was also sunk... I fell into the sea, and was also shot with an arrow in the shoulder... But I only rested for a dozen days... But now... But now... I can move from the neck up...I...I...can't feel my hands or feet at all..."

Midorades heard this and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it in a hurry, but he heard the doctor behind him remind him: "General, I'm going to give the patient medicine, in order not to affect the treatment. , please go back first and visit him later."

"You have a good rest, you will get better!" Midorades had to stand up, grabbed one of Secorian's hands and squeezed hard, trying to encourage him, but the coldness of the other's palm shocked him. .

Sekelian couldn't raise his head to look at him, so he could only say softly, "Mido... I'll leave the fleet to you... Take care of my brothers..."

"Don't worry, I will!" Midorades responded solemnly.

When he got out of the hospital bed and saw the doctors and nurses surrounding him and completely covering Sekerian's figure, he couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sadness in his heart...

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The vast majority of the Dionian army that had landed in Egypt had moved to the territories of Pe-Ramesses and Daphne, and only the First Army was still stationed at Memphis, because King Davos was still there.

As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Davos should have stayed with the large army. He used to do this before, but this time is different. The Kingdom of Dionia has just annexed Egypt, although Asistes has been appointed To govern Egypt, but with King Dionia sitting here, it will undoubtedly make the handling of various government affairs smoother and more conducive to the smooth transition of Egypt, so Davos seized the interval of this period of war to help Asisters solved some difficult problems, and at the same time he appointed Alexis to Daphne, temporarily in charge of the army for him, and asked Philisius, Epithenes and others to help him manage military affairs, plan and prepare for raids The implementation of the island of Cyprus, this group of retired old people, who originally just went to Persia with him, was once again the sole responsibility of him.

And after the military raid on Cyprus began, waiting for its result was a tough process, especially for such a major military operation, so Davers hadn't slept well these days.

On this day, at the strong request of Henepolis, Davos went for a walk in the garden to relax after dinner.

The garden of the Pharaoh's Palace in Talib is vast, and a large artificial lake has been dug in the center, and water from the Nile River has been introduced. Various aquatic plants such as lotus and lotus are planted in the lake, and various clipped wings are also stocked. There are wild ducks, geese, and even a rare hippopotamus... and all kinds of rare trees and flowers are planted around the artificial lake, and even some ostriches are stocked.

At this time, it is spring, and the garden is full of flowers, colorful, birds and insects, and it is very lively. Walking on the flat road by the lake, breathing the humid air with the fragrance of grass and trees, makes people relaxed and happy, and the troubles are gone.

Davos couldn't help sighing: "This is a really good place! Cristoia and Agnes should be allowed to stay here for a while!"

"Your Majesty, didn't General Prosius lead the Greek coalition to completely defeat the Persian Asian Minor army? I believe that Miletus will be forced to surrender soon. You can let the two princesses come to Memphis for a while before going to Miletus... ..." As Davos' court clerk and his personally authorized biographer, Henepolis knew the Davos family well.

Davos shook his head: "We haven't defeated the Persian fleet yet, and we haven't fully grasped the dominance of the Eastern Mediterranean. They can't come for the time being, it's not safe."

Henepolis secretly hated himself for being eloquent, and unintentionally reminded His Majesty the king of the ongoing war. He was trying to divert the king's attention when he heard Davos shout: "Don't stop it, let it be It's coming!"

It turned out that there was an ostrich who came to Davos boldly because of curiosity. The guards stepped forward to drive it away, but was stopped by Davos.

The ostrich was still only a juvenile bird, but its height was already similar to that of an adult. It walked straight to Davos with long slender legs, and its big eyes were twinkling, looking at the new leader curiously. The king of Upper and Lower Egypt looks cute, but makes the guards and followers around him nervous.

Big Davos couldn't help reaching out to it, and it immediately stepped back alertly.

Davos smiled and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

As if he understood, the ostrich stopped backing away, blinked its big eyes, tilted its head to the left, tilted its head to the right, then came up cautiously, and lightly pecked Davos's palm with its long beak, Seeing that Davos didn't respond, he pecked hard again.

The guards immediately shouted loudly, and the ostrich felt frightened and immediately turned around and ran away.

"It's just a bird, what's there to worry about, I just pecked my hand itchy." Davos complained unfinished.

"Your Majesty, do you want the guards to catch an ostrich for you?" Henipolis asked quickly.

Davos waved his hand: "Don't do that, just watch them play and run freely in this garden, that's interesting! Thanks to your suggestion, it's really interesting to stroll around in this garden!—"

As Davos was talking, a smile suddenly solidified on his face, because he saw a guard hurriedly running from the direction of the palace.

"Report to Your Majesty, the battle report urgently sent from Naukrates!"

Davos immediately took the papyrus roll bound with black rope, and couldn't wait to open it. After reading it, his face was uncertain.

"Your Majesty this is—" Henepolis felt nervous.

"Our fleet defeated the Persian fleet, and the army successfully landed in Cyprus."

"This is a great event! But... Your Majesty, you don't seem very happy..."

"The battle report said that Sekelian was seriously injured, paralyzed and unable to move..." Davos said in a low tone.

The soldiers and entourage who had cheered at the news of the victory immediately fell silent, and everyone silently followed Davos on the path by the lake.

After a long time, Davos stopped and said, "Herney, get ready to record."

"Yes!" The entourage immediately gave Henepolis a pen and paper, and moved a wooden bench, and then the guards with the entourage retreated to a long distance and arranged a cordon.

"Notify Midorades that after Cykrian's condition stabilizes, he will be safely returned to Turii as soon as possible, and all the doctors in Turii Hospital will do their best to treat him. I hope... he can recover! Davos sighed lightly: "At the same time, I wrote to the Ministry of Military Affairs and asked Olivers and Plintos to discuss erecting a statue of Secorian in front of the building of the Ministry of Military Affairs and naming the First Fleet Secorian. Fleet possibilities."

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